~ Making Meaning, Making Soul

From Mindfulness to Heartfulness

Early last week I was able to take 2 full days away at a local retreat center for a silent, private retreat. I read and slept and centered and just sat. Listening. It was great; I only wish it could have been a week or two longer!

I was very glad to return to my guys, though, too. (That is, spouse and young adult son) As I write you it’s still February, a new moon, and I feel very much in the energy of not knowing what’s coming next, but feeling something . . . . How about you at this time of year? I’m still crafting a life I would love to live, finding the balance between activity and contemplation, between what I’d like to do and what’s even possible, between not getting any sleep and sleeping in, figuring out what’s in my control and what isn’t.

I spent the first half of my life finding out, it seems, that so much more was possible and in my control than I had ever imagined; now it seems that I’m well acquainted with fate, chance, destiny, and a fair amount of chaos — somehow it’s a perfect analog to how I knew so much more 30 years ago than I do at this age! Building, letting go. Building again, visited by the unexpected.

I’ve included the poem I wrote at the end of the retreat. I hope that you, too, are able to settle in to heartfulness.